If I didn't get involved, me might not be alive.
Yet, he's mad at me?
I cry myself to sleep  every night because i d k if we will be okay!
One day, he wold say he loves me,
but the next he say "why would  you do that?"
it hurts so bad knowing  that he is mad at me for trying to help him.
i mean, as  long as he is okay...
i guess i will be too.
but how am i supposed to do that
when he is the only reason i breathe?

**just venting**